Let's set up a hideout for the exiles on the edge of the demonic realm - a cat banished from th

The Demons do not approach the labyrinth.

So if we want labyrinth material, we must take it shallow and sideways from the adventurers, like Hyena Wolf.

That absolute rule had allowed for the convenience of night escaper tarts.

"Well, you're a haulier. Take care on the road. Yeah, but for adventurers, it's better not to show a gap. I see the one who got attacked and took all the merchandise."

That was a friendly gatekeeper who looked like a panagium of peace bokeh.

"I know. Every rule, every dignity, will no longer be observed on the other side of this Great Wall. I don't want to talk about it... and maybe the country that banishes the sick."

"Dude... that's a no-comment there, be careful anyway"

I can't get in, so I don't know, but they say there's a small replenishment site on the ground in the labyrinth.

If you even told me you were going to deliver supplies there, you wouldn't be suspicious, and it wasn't unnatural to come back with your bare hands.

From the looks of it, a merchant in trouble with gold put his hands on a business that put his life at stake, the military man at the fortress says.

"The Demonic Forest has also been noisy lately. Yadrigi Ooz was swept away by the action of Master Kishireel, but it smells really bad. We don't even know if anyone missed it."

"You're welcome, I know that. I'll see you later."

Instead of a caution stick, I will only look like a child with luggage.

Cathuman pushed the trolley from behind and proceeded through a dimly lit fortress.

I was a little nervous but worried, I was quickly through the west gate of the fortress and there was me in the woods in the dark.

"I didn't think it would be so easy to get through the Gigas line with one mouthpiece"

"Ha-ha-ha, isn't it? The Labyrinth and Adventurer will be a resource for the city of Lehm. They're the only ones who can't be delayed."

Accompany Tart on a night forest to the east.

I seem to have done the same work I did recently.

It's an escort. I left it to Dan and the men to carry me on the carriage, and I was to take the lead and guide the way.

"Can I come over here, by the way? I think it's a little south."

"Yeah, straight ahead, there's a hill, so I was wondering if that's the right path for the trolley"

"Heh, you know a lot about this neighborhood. It's more of a monster territory than a demon clan. How do you know so much about this?

Waste of time on the journey is an accompaniment.

Take Tart's curiosity with vigilance around you. The folks behind him, including Dan the Masonry, were also listening.

By the way, monsters seem to be able to get close to the labyrinth, which is an unfair story, but that's a bit of a draw.

"I used to sneak into the human world and also work to gather and craft information. In other words, Tart, you are my agents. Whoa... please stop, I'll make sure it's a little safe."

"You're reliable. I'll take care of it."

A cat human ear sensed some sign on the path.

Turn off the footsteps and sneak in quickly, apparently it was the adventurers (Gorotsky), not the monsters.

You're right to keep the march suspended, it would have been in a bowl as it was.

No, but it was a little uncomfortable.

They keep their attention to the eastern demonic realm side, but they don't move the spot even though it's midnight. That was as if waiting for something.

But this doesn't reveal anything, I went back and told Tart about it.

"That's weird... maybe, but wasn't it those guys with the snuggly, nasty vibes?

"From the Demons, adventurers and all the like look the same. All in all, scumbag, I don't deserve sympathy."

But there the man's representative, Kirilli and the sharp young general with the eyebrows, advised me.

"I am its former adventurer. Let me tell you from that experience. They, what if, in the adventurer hunters...?

"Oh, so it doesn't work? I have no choice but to change the route to the hillside as I will take the scourge."

"Then please scold me. Other nearby, they could be netting. In my own experience, but…"

"So, Big Husband, Husband,...? Oh, hey, I don't like fighting... sorry."

So I rerouted and proceeded for the hillside.

Due to the nature of the trolley, it is difficult to follow a path that leans sideways.

He was right when he explored the path as a scourge as ordered.

About ten adventurer hunters are getting warm with a bonfire. Under the unreachable, chilly night sky of the moon.

"So, I told you."

"You saw it at the market, didn't you? You've been joking for a long time."

"Treating people's wives like pigs is terrible. Oh, at least be a skank, bahkah."

Now at night, the tart has a sparkle and receives a light role.

It is then possible that the light or the smell of oil will notice you, even if you try to make a detour.

"If it's about ten people, well... there's a book. Can we do that?"

Lost is just in the way if you decide to do it.

Let us safely pass through here with quick powerlessness.

Adventurer hunting, no sneaking towards the opposition, walling one bush and quietly opening the book of Nakoto.

"Huh?! You're a skank!

"Shut up, you pig! If they say something like that, you're gonna be pretty. Oh, come on!

The conversation is uncomfortable. I don't feel good about either of that.

"Let me share the bottomless sleep with you. Sleep"

"Hey now voice, who... whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The warmth of the bonfire, and the time of night, they quickly put together and fell asleep.

Then explore the neighborhood. As expected, we had a lookout on the west side, so we let that sleep without metaphors, too, and escorted the rear trolley.